To see all the bullshit stories/rants/petty grievances of Kieran’s Humor go to https://kieranhumor.com. About 30 Savages invaded the wife's home -- yes it was Thanksgiving. We had shish-kaboobs outside in 90-degree heat at 1 p.m. I didn't pick the food or the time, but I got to stand in the sun at the grill for nearly 2 hours. I've got a better plan for next year. Last week, I told a few tennis friends about Thanks-grilling, Josh said. "It's like having Thanksgiving in Saudi Arabia." And it was.
As I was putting my pigment impaired face in the full force of UV and facing the 400-degree grill, I had visitors. Most people came outside said: "your backyard is beautiful," squinted at the fiery ball of hell from helios, grabbed a cold drink and headed back to the air-conditioning -- fucking wimps. I was grilling the meaty sticks in shifts. They'd bring out a raw tray as I turned over the cooked one, and the Savages feasted on the first few trays until they were full. I still had plenty of sticks to cook. A few fucking new guy's wondered out to in the few slivers of shade. The octogenarians were under a ceiling fan at the edge of the back porch with the screen windows oozing cool air out of the house. But most of the Savages stayed in the house where we cranked the AC to 62 degrees. By the time I was done grilling and headed in to rehydrate, they were asleep in our reclining leather chairs and covering themselves with blankets. No one ever said the Savages are stupid. But it’s not going to be like this next year. If you think this is funny or worth a read, you can tell Kieran's Humor that writing has value. Pledge a future subscription. You won't be charged unless they enable payments.
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Thursday, 28 November 2024
Thanks-grilling
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